Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song M.P.E., artist - Public Enemy. Date of issue: 09.02.1987
Song language: English
M.P.E. |
| I’m cold gettin' busy while I’m shakin' you down |
| I’m on the air, you’re on the ground |
| Chuck D, the enemy, words you heed |
| Built for speed, but what you need is |
| Funky fresh lyrics fallin' down on time |
| Your enemy poppin' it — droppin' dime |
| Comin' out rockin' a tomahawk jam |
| And still gettin' fly with the mike in my hand |
| I’m cold coolin' out — layin in the shade |
| Dealers buggin cause they’re gonna get sprayed |
| Their intimidator — your Scarface |
| What’s goin' on (huh) what’s takin' place |
| I don’t wear gold but I clock ducats |
| Cause I have the money overflowing out of buckets |
| You want crazy dollars — I make people holler |
| You stick 'em up stupid and I’m snatching biters collars |
| Cause I’m |
| Public Enemy |
| I’ll rebuild the mine to alleviate |
| Unnecessary pressures that can create |
| The sting that stung Yama-Goochie Foo Yung |
| He bit the Public Enemy he really got hung |
| Cause his brain was gettin' bigger than a pregnant toad |
| His heartbeat stopped cause of overload |
| I made the beat that broke his back |
| I cut his circulation made his world turn black |
| I find out things like E.S.P |
| I’ve got Kreskin’s brain velocity |
| Like Alexander Mundy, I’m in like Flint |
| Mercedes limousine with a hardcore tint |
| I’m captain of the ship, I make 'em walk the planks |
| Riding round the world, hundred sixty million francs |
| Not like the kind that you put on the grill |
| Cause I only do it like that when I’m on a chill hill |
| I’m the |
| Public Enemy |
| I’m goin' for the money that man ever made |
| Gettin' thrills from orders that the suckers obeyed |
| It’s gettin' late and I can’t wait |
| To drive by the bus and rock my tape |
| My car is movin' fast, like a train |
| Never skiddin' off the road, not even in the rain |
| I’m cold dodgin' tickets, rockin' all the jams |
| Makin' biters step back and understand |
| I got to the beach, the ground was so sandy |
| Girls on my jock like ants on candy |
| Checking out the fellas with the girls on the side |
| Put ya boat in the water, let’s take a ride |
| To the land of party people rocking shocking to the beat |
| Keep ya eyes on ya girl cause ya know I’m gonna cheat |
| I’m gonna max and relax and chill my will |
| Body rockin', brain shockin' makes your heart stand still |
| Where’s the |
| Public Enemy |